HELLO AUTHOR HERE ! ! ! so it's been like a year since i posted the first chapter of this and i got a lot of really nice comments ! ! ! thank you so much (heart heart) also, im sorry for not posting in over a year! life happens, man. anywho, i fixed up chapter 1 and added some more things, so reread it if you want!
im really sorry this is so short (you all waited so long!) but i honestly didn't know how to write this. i have an overall idea for the story, just need to fill in the blanks! plus the walking dead premieres in about a half hour! aaa!
ALSO ! im looking for a beta for this story, so if you'd be willing to help, send me a message! enjoy!
The next day at lunch, Jim immediately scoped out Uhura and slid into the seat next to her. He grinned, setting his tray down. Nyota glanced over at him, stabbing her fork into her salad.
"Sooo, where's Mr. Hunk?" He wiggled his eyebrows, eyes glancing around the cafeteria. Nyota let out an annoyed sigh, setting her fork down.
"If you must know, he has a class to teach right now." Jim's eyebrows shot up.
"Teach? I thought he was a student." Uhura went back to her salad, rolling her eyes.
"No, he's not a student. He's a professor."
Jim furrowed his eyebrows. "Then why was he in our class yesterday?"
"I was showing him around, letting him get used to how classes worked at Starfleet." She shrugged. Jim bit down on his lip, eyes narrowing.
"So, he's a hot teacher." Nyota groaned.
"Who's hot?" A feminine voice asked, setting her tray on the table across from Nyota. Jim looked over and grinned at Gaila.
"Professor Spock."
"Oh, the new Vulcan guy?" Jim nodded. "The things I would do to that man." Nyota groaned again, louder this time.
"Even if he could stand dating either one of you, he couldn't. No professor-student relationships." Jim rolled his eyes and Gaila just gave a dark chuckle.
"I would stand being kicked out of Starfleet for a chance at that ass." She bit down on her fork as Jim nodded.
"See Nyota, Gaila gets it." Gaila grinned in response, taking a bite of her Orion curry. Nyota just shook her head.
"If either of you gets into trouble for flirting with a teacher, just let it be known that I told you so."
The last class of the day that Jim had was Interspecies Ethics, and if rumor was true, then this was the class taught by Spock. He grinned, getting a seat in the very front. He leaned back and watched as students trickled into the room and sat themselves down. His grin grew wider as Spock strode into the room. He shot him a wave, and Spock gave a small nod in response. Jim let out a deep breath, trying to keep the rampaging blush down. He'd rather not have people ask why he was looking green.
The class sped by fast, as Jim wasn't really paying attention as much as he was admiring Spock. Gaila was right; he did have a great ass.
Oh man, he was going to fail this class.
After class was over, Jim hung behind so he would be able to talk with Spock. He picked up his bag and practically skipped over to Spock. He beamed down at Spock as the other got the papers on his desk in order.
Spock stood up, hands behind his back. He raised an eyebrow. "Is something the matter, James?"
"It's Jim, and nothing's wrong! Just wanted to say hi." Amusement flashed in Spock's eyes, making Jim's smile grow even wider.
"Hello, Jim. Is this all you wanted to say?"
Jim sputtered for a minute. He didn't really think this through. "Nope! I wanted to- um- ask you if you wanted to have lunch with me tomorrow?" He spit out, and then went to attempt to make it seem less awkward with a "I mean, unless you think it would be weird for it to just be the both of us then I could also get my friend Gaila to come and Nyota I mean you guys are friends right I mean-" He stopped himself when he realized he wasn't helping himself at all.
Spock's lips upturned in the slightest bit, reliving Jim of his stress a little bit. "I would not mind sharing lunch with you tomorrow. Would 2 pm at the cafeteria be okay?" Jim nodded frantically, beanie falling into his eyes.
He pushed the beanie back slightly, grinning madly. "I'll be there!" He turned on his heel and rushed out of the room, making his escape before he could make anymore a fool out of himself.
Throwing himself into his room, he plopped himself onto his bed, still smiling.
"What happened to you?" McCoy drawled out, glancing over his medical book.
"I have a lunch date tomorrow." Jim piped out, spreading his arms out over his bed.
"A date? With who?"
"Just Spock." Bones groaned.
"What, that new Vulcan professor? Isn't there a rule against professor-student relationships? I swear to God Jim, if your first relationship gets you kicked out of Starfleet I will not hesitate to-"
"Woah woah woah Bones. Not a date date, it's more of friends going out to lunch."
"Then why call it a date?" Bones said, rolling his eyes.
"Because, Bones, if I want to dream a little and see it that way then no old and grumpy men are going to stop me." Bones chucked a pillow at Jim in reply. "Just let me dream a little, okay?" Bones sighed, setting his book down.
"Whatever boy, but if I begin to think that you're going to get in trouble then I will not hesitate to try and stop you, okay?" Jim laughed, getting up to change out of his uniform.
"Roger, Bones." He said, giving a mock-salute.